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Thegreatdetectiveknows entered the library
"Oh, goodness…. To hear such an assumption of my character… That itself is quite cruel," she says brushing her hair aside. Erika then looks to Alice with eyes narrowed and full of worry.
"But I suppose it would happen for those cursed such as yourself, thinking poorly of visitors who have not a speck of decent social skill to speak with you. There is no need to worry though. I possess no feelings of spite. I give only pity to you, <Ms.> Alice."
"*giggle**giggle*"
"How could you ever have heared of me without me ever being presented. I am more known around the older witches, your master Bernkastel failed to complete a game of mine. But which one was it? Number 384 I believe, but I am not sure."
She blinks at the mention of her Master’s name and the failure Bernkastel had gone through. Erika sits back on a nearby chair while taking one of the cups of tea in hand. She takes a sip as Alice continues.
”All these books here are worlds, if you want books to really read you have to go into the room on the left. But I am sure you already know this from Featherines Library. That kid likes to collect worlds. The city of books…how long…and yet, still so many logic errors, what a dissapointement.”
"How interesting."
Placing the small cup on a table, Erika removes a small pocket-sized notebook and pen from inside her dress then proceeds to hastily write within it.
"How about an assumption for an assumption, <Ms.> Alice? As you are a creator, surely you must be their author, correct?"
A small smile touched her lips, "Oh please, Erika. Do not pity me, I am fine. Rather I would pity you, you poor thing are being treated harshly by the master who loves you, but Bernkastels love belongs to Lambdadelta. And even if she would show you affection sometimes, it would be taking back fairly quickly. I was one of those miserable piece once too. Then I cracked at one point, killed my master and became the strongest witch in the multiverse. Shortly after I became a creator, a poor choice if I do say so myself."
"Yes, I am. Most of the books are written by me, I have a few of the city of books, as well. I lended them from little Featherine once, she told me she would get them back. But then she was trapped in a logic error for a long time and would forget everything. That logic error was the one that created Bernkastel. It is quite the irony if you think about it."
Touch my muse! Touching is a quiet way of conveying your feelings, so tell me how you feel with your touch!
Top of head: Sibling affection/parental affection
Hair: Yearning
Ear: "I want you to hear me out."
Nose: "You're so cute."
Cheek: "I want to tell you I love you."/Deep affection/Devotion
Neck: Dislike/Hate/Disdain
Shoulder: Worry/Concern for other/Fear
Waist: Possessiveness/"You are mine."
Over the heart: "I love you."
Butt: Sexual attractiveness/lust
Hip: Interest
Back: Wanting to kill/will betray you one day
Stomach: Fun!/Silliness/"Wanna go cause some trouble?"
Forearm: Indifference/Don't particularly care for
Biceps: Aggravation/Irritation/"You are an idiot."
Fingers: Friendship/amicable
Wrist: Fear of losing you
Knee: "Don't worry, I'm here for you."
Chin: Beauty/attractiveness
Thigh: Sympathy/empathy
Calves: "I will cause you pain."
Feet: "I will serve you forever."/Deep devotion and and feelings of servitude/extreme fealty
Thegreatdetectiveknows entered the library
She walks slowly through the hall, her gaze shifting to and from the large bookshelves at her left and right. Erika rolls her eyes. ‘Quite disappointing compared to the city of books,’ she thought. Erika extends her finger and begins to strum over the various spines of the books. ‘I do wonder how diverse it is compared to it though.’
"Welcome in my library."
"Oh?"
She stops and looks in the direction of an unknown female’s voice. Erika lowers her arm as she.
My name is Alice, endless witch of literature, but these days I’m only a creator. Would you like some tea?”
Erika can only giggle. ‘A creator? What fame you must have that even I haven’t heard of you. Oh, but it would be rude to refuse that offer, wouldn’t it?’
"Good day to you, <Ms.> Alice," she says with a curtsy and a mask of pleasantry. "And I am the great detective Furudo Erika. I graciously ask that you serve some. After all, what better beverage is there to enjoy a nice book within such an amazing library?"
"Please do not fake politeness, it makes you only even more cruel. Of course you haven't heared of me, young detective. Just like Featherine is cursed, I am cursed too. How could you ever have heared of me without me ever being presented. I am more known around the older witches, your master Bernkastel failed to complete a game of mine. But which one was it? Number 384 I believe, but I am not sure." She summoned many cups of tea. "All these books here are worlds, if you want books to really read you have to go into the room on the left. But I am sure you already know this from Featherines Library. That kid likes to collect worlds. The city of books...how long...and yet, still so many logic errors, what a dissapointement."
Inari-foxwitch entered the library
She had no idea where she was. Losing the way was common, but this time, hadn’t stopped at a city or village, but … In a library? Ok, that was great! After all, Inari always loved to read. But after entering that place, she felt a different smell. And then, heard a voice.
一 OH! - She exclaimed, seeing the purple haired girl. 一 A witch!
What fun! She haven’t found many witches. With a lively smile, Inari approached a little. 一 Oh my, you’re really a witch! Only witches have this good smell - She laughed, shaking her tail. 一 My name is Inari. I’m not exactly a witch … I’m mixed. Half witch, half Gray fox. Ah. I’d love tea! Especially if you have something to eat.
"A breed? I haven't seen one in a long time. It's odd to be recognized as a witch because of the smell, normally other witches reckognize me as a creator because of the aura that surrounds me, it's different from other witches, more unique and stronger." She poured some tea into two cups she just summoned, "What would you like to eat? Something light or something for the hunger. I have everything here, so just say it."
Welcometothe-gallery entered the library
"Oh, yes please. Thank you. And don’t worry, my studio looks much worse." Arianna reassured. "My name is Arianna Maryon, it’s wonderful to meet you, Alice." She smiled.
"Arianna it is, nice to meet you." She summoned two cups of tea, alongisde with a few biscuits to go with. "I just made cinnamon tea, I also have many other blends of tea, so if you would prefere something else, just tell me."
//I’m going to change my rules a bit. I’m not going to Rp with any Oc now. I will look at your Oc when you want to Rp with me and most likely I will Rp with you. But if I can’t with your character or I find him boring, then I won’t. Don’t be mad at me then, I’m just a human.
//The same goes for here too
Jinrousensei entered the library
Alice looked up from her tea as she felt someone entering.
"Welcome in my library, my name is Alice. Endless witch of literature and creator. Do you want some tea and fitting snacks?"
Thegreatdetectiveknows entered the library
Another witch killed, a somehow sad feeling spread through her body, why would that women dare to attack a world she created? She created it to help a human be happy, she would let nobody touch it ever again. Her thoughts bursted as she felt someone entering, it was a blue haired girl. She never saw her, till she reminded her of Bernkastel. This was probably no coincidence.
"Welcome in my library. My name is Alice, endless witch of literature, but these days I'm only a creator. Would you like some tea?"
RabbitandtheRose entered the Library
"…So it’s because so many other witches are cruel and could make them unhappy that they have to act first so that they don’t get hurt…? Is that what you’re saying?" What was this Hell she was talking about? Did Witches have their own version of Hell… She didn’t quite understand fully…
"Yeah, that's basically it. There are a few exeptions, though. I know a witch who became one by solving the riddle of another witch and taking over her title, she wasn't in hell and didn't have to suffer, she pnly tortures to have fun. It's a disgrace that we are the same kind. Did you suffer in the past?"
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RabbitandtheRose entered the Library
… Mathilde continued to frown. Of course. The downsides of becoming something more than human…the price to pay.
"I don’t know if I’ll be able to just cast away an emotion like that… how I wouldn’t be able to cry or show any mercy..I just don’t know if I can bring myself to do that…."
…She blinked in surprise. Ah…that’s right…all witches used to be human… right? “Those two are better than the other…why are there a lot of violent witches…? Because that’s the only way they can think to solve their boredom?”
"It's because of hell, most witches are terified that they will be thrown in, so they convince themselves that throwing others into hell makes them remember that they are not in hell and that the nightmare is over. Because the throwing side cannot be thrown in, can it?"
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RabbitandtheRose entered the Library
"You frightened me to my core with it…" SHe said striaght away, frowning and looking down on the floor. "I just don’t want to see it happen to her in my life time…witch or not…" The girl murmured, before listening once again. "…You’ve been watching her…?" Well, guess she doesn’t have much else to do….
"…That’s good to know…." Without a curse, that must mean something good at the very least, though she was a bit confused.
"Witches must never be afraid, they must never show any tears or mercy. That's what my master once told me before her death. It's wuite the contrary, isn't it? The fact that we witches can cry reminds us what we were once, humans. Humans who cried a lot, because of the despair we've endured. Shouldn't this also remind us that piece and mercy is a better option than war and despair..."
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Professortrost entered the library
"I wasn’t expecting to be expected!" The professor replies with mild shock, "Oh well, the element of surprise was never really my forte anyhow."
Though to be expected by someone isn’t always a good thing, from his experience. Possibilities were open, though.
"I didn't really expect you, I expected your consept of humans, I hid the entrace that one day someone will find it. I won't let just anyone enter. Your fragment is living if scienece, isn't it? It's quite obvious, you look like one. I don't mind, some humans like to play god, it's only a matter of time when they fail. But of course it could also be used for good things."